Shiny Happy People

Ha ha ha, that's disgusting! Here we f**kin' go! Bring out your dead, bring out your dead We're gonna make 'em dance, give us cold cold head Fill' em full of whisky, it'll bring 'em back to life Just as well, I like 'em nice and tight Streetlights flashing like the greatest little disco [Whimbo, belch-o, slam-o, fist-o] The grand parade is coming your way Meet me in the crowd, I'll be yelling out loud with a d**k in every orifice, this'll [pummel them around] with a 6-6-6 and a do-what-thou-wilt though no body fluids are gonna be spilt You look like the type who likes to s*ck a big pipe Tonight could be your night if you play your cards right Shiny happy people holding hands Yes, that is correct, that's what we are seeing Shiny happy people holding hands ("Go f**k yourself!") Mummy, when you shoot up, dear, do not spew up, dear, in baby's face here Give him a few beers to dry his wee tears and if his dad hears, he'll f**k you both, dear Zeebrugge, '87, ma*s murder Campaign contribution that goes no further Innocent people lost their lives for the killer's profit and another five 'cos the government by well-spanked arses, closet queens ("Masturbate, masturbate.") making it a crime to be gay Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands ("Go f**k yourself!") f**k your nuclear family f**k your pa*sion for advertising f**k your show business Most of all, f**k your show business Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands I must be blind, I can't see them! Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands ("Masturbate, masturbate")